Living from the EartHeart


Thank you for visiting. This site holds space for insights about living from the Earth's Heart.We are mirrors of each other. Whatever brought you here and whatever brought my words to you is part of a sharing of presence; an affirmation that we both exist in embodying our own journeys side by side.. an affirmation that we are One.

The EartHeart Journey is a sharing of my experiences from earth, heart, and art. My reflections have evolved on so many levels since I started journal writing when I was 11. What used to be a blog for my art projects and some public musings is now becoming a portal for sharing about consciousness, creativity, sustainability… of light, life, and love. Everything here is part of a sacred journey to oneness within and everywhere. However you resonate, may it reveal to you you inspiration, intuition, or insight for your own life journey.

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Thursday, April 12, 2012

Lost and Found Poem

While clearing through my notes today, I found a silly loving poem I wrote for someone I deeply cared for 2 years ago. What a beautiful way to peacefully let go with the innocence of being children.

These days, in my solitude, I am a blanket to the lovemaking of the sun and moon rising and setting. I am lulled to sleep under the bright white light of night. I am thrilled by the lights twinkling in the dark. I dance with passion while the rain soaks my skin and clothes. I am quenched by the water of the sky. My feet kiss the earth while it responds with more through butterflies. Flowers fall from trees to woo me on the path. The cool wind wraps itself around me in a loving embrace in union with my Beloved.

Letting go of questions, of anger, fear, doubt, pain, what if's. There is a beautiful person to walk with on the road ahead when the time is right.

Every New Dawn

every new dawn
there is that tender moment 
of waking up fresh
from a dreaming journey
we sailed together 
as we tuck ourselves under 
the blanket of stars

and we continue under the hot sun
meeting strangers that keep
us (hiding afraid)
in conversations
in whispers
in unspoken monologues 
thought by thought building 
that wall 

are you there oh beautiful soul?

how beautiful we dissolve 
with bells of laughter 
just as the dusk 
this silliness my little boy
we are 
but children.

For R

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